May 26, 2004

Animal Me

Like a shaggy old dog who has lost his eyesight
I walk into walls and I trip in the night.
I groan and I growl and I sigh and I pout,
Impatient for someone to come let me out.

OR

I arch my back up and I hiss like a cat,
Or something equally delightful as that.
I claw at the drapes or I claw people's feet,
I'm ready to claw anybody I meet.

OR

Snorting smoke through my nose, I scrape hooves on the ground,
And I sharpen my horns on this rock that I found.
I roar with contempt and smash things with my head,
Trampling others and leaving them dead.